I knew some sign language from a kid in my class so I signed to Uncle Jamie to get me a piece of paper. He took me to his RMP and sat me in the passenger's seat. I wrote on the paper "Can you take me to a hospital other than the one I was at? I don't want to let everyone know where I am at." Before I even finished writing, he looked at me with disbelief.
"Xavier you can't just run away like that! Everyone is probably worried about you." Before he finished talking, I started writing on the paper again.
"You ran away when they couldn't get my heart to start beating again. You just left me and Dad and the whole family. Why? I was waiting to see you when I came out of the coma. I missed you. But you just left me there." He started to tear up again and grabbed my hand.
"Dammit Xavier, because I couldn't stand to see you like that. You were only in the hospital, because I wasn't there to protect you, and now you have a screwed up metal hand and a scar on your cheek that will be there forever." I looked at him, then to my hand, then threw the pencil and paper down on the ground and opened the door to the car. I tried to run but when I did it started hurting a lot more. I made it about thirty feet and collapsed from the pain. When I did, I hit my head in the same place. It caused me to start to black out as I watched Uncle Jamie start walking over until he realized I was blacking out and he started to sprint over to me.